Han Ke Ming's predictable power display

As the unfamiliar voice echoed through the corporate headquarters.

Feng Tian's eyes darted towards the middle-aged man standing in front of her, the polished security head badge adorning his chest catching her eyes.

She regarded him with an intense focus, her sharp gaze unwavering as he executed a respectful bow. Immediately, the security guards behind him mirrored his actions, a choreographed display of deference.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Ma'am, I'm the newly appointed head of security, Lin Mo Sheng." The man introduced himself and performed another bow.

Tension simmered in the air, palpable as Feng Tian gracefully acknowledged the security head's greeting with a subtle nod. Her reaction was meticulously measured, a façade of composed professionalism. Yet beneath the veneer of poise, curiosity, and suspicion blended in her sharp gaze. Her instincts were on high alert.